What I left unsaid
My name is Brenda. I'm a sixteen year old who likes to write and sing. jasonaaronboone.tumblr.com ♡ ∞ You can always find me in a coffee shop.

gnarly:

Reblog this and I’ll send you a cute ask

My mind rambles on with these endless thoughts.

Never ending circles… Just please make it stop. I toss and I turn hoping ill close my eyes and sleep away.

But I’m restless and helpless and I can’t seem to get astray. It’s driving me insane These feelings I have. Still exist- just like the past. I can’t help but think of you at night.

At 2 am when everything’s alright I can’t help but imagine your sweet face.

Sleeping softly against Sara with your window open, just how you like it. Your hair messed up from so much tossing and turning. Did you have nightmares? Have you been having nightmares? I have. Don’t fuss. I’m here. I wish.. I was there.

But I’m here.

And

That hasn’t been enough for you

I don’t think

It ever

Really was…

People always say that when you love someone, nothing in the world matters. But that’s not true, is it? You know, and I know, that when you love someone, everything in the world matters a little bit more.

- Jodi Picoult (via psych-facts)

salteith:

people who talk about me in text posts (◡‿◡✿)

people who tag me in things (◠‿◠✿) 

people who send me incoherent asks to share feelings (◠ω◠✿)

people who acknowledge my existence ✧・゚:*✧・゚:* \(◕ω◕✿)/ *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

dr-eamers:

casaderuido:

And this is why I love this website

Wow Same here

dr-eamers:

casaderuido:

And this is why I love this website

Wow
Same here

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